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can you girls recommend a hair growth product? i'm not looking for those medicine for the bald. its more of a hair loss minimizer, i lose hair while taking shower and shampoo my hair, i know its normal, but i think my hair will grow faster if i can minize the loss when i shampoo. do you know any product like that? back in my homeland, people there use horse shampoo (yes, shampoo for horse not human) and they said its very effective for hair growth, but i dont see horse very often here in malaysia so i think i'll have a hard time looking for it, any chance anyone here knows where i can buy horse shampoo? i think the brand is "mane and tail"

edn33, so what did you do with the card? obviously she wants to show you more of that thing you complimented.

wheeew, thank you crazyemily, i thought no one will welcome me here anyway, here's a poem i like, if i had to hear only one poem, then this is it. hope everyone will like it. "A Love That Bites" I'm going to fall in love someday. One day, perhaps from out of the blue, perhaps from behind my back, some wonderfully precious lady is going to grab one of those caveman type clubs and send it crashing down over my head. She's going to make me see stars. For days I'm going to be in a smiling stupor. Maybe I'll even drool a bit. And I'm going to be in love. This love is going to be neither cheap nor easy. It's not going to be a plastic ring bought at the corner dimestore. It's not going to be a brass ring purchased at some commercial mall. It's going to be a set of diamonds on a ring of gold. This ring will not come from a gemstore though. I'm going to craft it myself. I'm going to travel through vales and hills, up mountains, and down chasms in search of rich mines. I'm going to smelt the ore, fashion the ring, cut the diamonds, and forge this magnificent jewel. It's going to shine in the sunlight, glitter in the moonlight, and it will last for more than a thousand years. And it will be for her. Now I don't want this love to be bed of roses, painted or otherwise. I don't want it simply sweetand sugary. I don't want it to be just like peppermint bits or chocolate kisses. I want this love to hurt. I want this love to bite. I want this love to be able to bite. I'm not talking about love bites. I'm not talking about ant bites, mosquito bites, bee stings. I don't want to be bitten by some pitiful insect that I can slap away or crush with barely a thought. I want to be bitten by something with teeth. I want to be bitten by a great white shark or the king of the jungle. I want a piece of myself to be torn away and chewed on. I want to bleed. I'm not crazy and I'm not a masochist. I have never enjoyed pain and I don't like being hurt. But I want my love to be able to hurt me. I want my love to be someone I can fuss over, someone who'll have me pulling out my hair in fistfuls trying to decide whether she'd rather have the dozen roses or the Valentine truffles. I want my love to make me chew my fingernails down to my knuckles when it's almost midnight and she's not home from the office yet. I want my love to make my heart pound ceaselessly when I worry about her driving on highways inhabited by gas-pedal-pushing madmen. I want my love to make me pace back and forth, wearing deep trenches in the carpet, when it's 8:30 and she hasn't called yet. I want my love to push big, fat, watery tears from the hiding places in my eyes, down my flushed cheeks, off my hardened chin, and onto my clenched fists when she yells the word "hate" in my face and calls me a jerk. I want to feel the cold kiss of steel through my heart should my love ever leave me all alone. And should my love ever die, I want to weep for days on end. I want to scream and kick and curse and hate. I want to feel as if my body were being burned by fierce flames. I want to thrash madly about and when my spirit is spent, I want to feel a noose tighten around my neck, slowly choking me. With my hands clasped about my throat, I want to feel cold, as if ice had slid though my veins. I want to feel the heavy black weight loss and love on my frail shoulders. I want my love to hurt, hurt as painfully as can be. I want to feel every bit of this pain.I want to feel every bit of this love. I want this because love that doesn't hurt is love that isn't real. And I want the real thing for me and my true love.

sexy, naughty, bitchy girls turns me on

youre right, guys are not that complicated, what you see is what you get, complicated guys sometimes hide something, its the girls who make things complicated, they want guys to read their minds. sometimes they want something and will just give you a hint or a clue and us guys have to think "wtf did i do now?".

the #2 item wouldnt really be 100%. man are from mars, women are from venus.

sometimes there are things in men women wont understand and vice versa, if you reach that point i think you have to lie.

it depends what type of "mean", but i like b!tchy girls, they'll give you piece of their mind when youre wrong, thats the type of girl you cant push around easily, the type of girl fight for their rights, and she isnt easily intimidated by men. any girl like that here?

thats right dude, they know whats best for us but that "best" word is subjective, and it maybe the best for us right now, but it might not be best for us in the long run. for example, our parents can be super clean and wipe off every little dirt and keep us of in an unhealty environment, thats best for us at the moment, but at the long run thats not the best because we will not be immune to the dirt that surrounds us, so one mosquito bites can make us very sick and may end us up in the hospital that actually happened to me when i'm just a kid, they were super clean to me, so a mosquito bite will easily make me sick and they'll bring me to hospital anyway theres a saying "Adversity is the diamond dust Heaven polishes its jewels with.” we are like diamonds and our mistakes is like a dust of diamond that will polish us.

hi Temari, i had same problem with you, although i'm a guy, i had that problem 2 times, first is when i'm 15 years old, a 21 years old girl liked me, my family doesnt like it because shes older and she might teach me things not for my age so they forced me to not see her. 2nd is when i was 18 years old, just before graduating from college, my parents didnt like the girl so they forced me to leave the girl, they were not able to convinced me but they harassed the girl and convinced her to leave me. so now, after many years, that event still haunts me, you know that "what could have been" feeling? that feeling still haunts me. but i dont really know what to advice you, i think its one of those "darn if you do, darn if you dont" situation. fight for your relationship and you will have war with your parents, dont fight for it and the feeling may haunt you forever.

Anwser: I don't know. Hi! newbie here, just like to intro myself, a guy from cyberjaya, my friend reccommend this site. Hope to meet a lot of friends here. oh btw, the title has no relation to this thread, its just a question from the novel i'm reading right now.